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Wednesday, 3 July 2013

Feature: Coming, Ready or Not! by Liv Honeywell

Coming, Ready or Not!

by Liv Honeywell

Blurb:

Meet
Will and Abby. An ordinary couple that you wouldn’t give a second glance at if
they were walking down the street. Except they share a wonderful secret and
bond as they explore their Master/slave relationship.

This
is a loving couple, full of good humour, but nothing in any relationship is
perfect and sometimes things go wrong. Even the strongest will in the world
can't always obey and with that comes consequences...

Three
vignettes, The Edge, Bad Girl, and Breathless focus on control.
Can Abby be taken to the edge of pleasure and not cross over? She wants to obey
and to hold on. But can she? And what will happen to her if she can't?

Holding
on has never felt so good...

~ * ~

Excerpt:

“Will, please.”

“Excuse me? I think you mean 'Sir,' and do you
really think this is up to you?”

“Er, no, Sir. I guess not. I'm sorry.”

“I should think so. Now lie back. Go on.”

I lie back against the chair. I don’t have another
choice anyway. My legs are spread wide apart and strapped tightly to the chair
legs, so I couldn't close them if I wanted to, and my arms are tied behind my
back and then secured to the back of the chair frame. I'm really not going
anywhere until my Lord and Master lets me.

You continue circling my clit with just the tip of
your finger, as you have been doing, agonisingly slowly, for the last few
minutes. I moan and throw my head back.

“Oh, please, Sir. Please may I come?"

You pretend to consider my request, as if you
haven’t already made up your mind. "Hmmmm, no. No, I don't think so.” You
run your other hand over my breasts, pausing to tweak first one nipple and then
the other.

“You need to learn that this body does not belong
to you any more. It belongs to me and it's up to me if you get any pleasure and up to me when and how.
Understand?"

I let out another low moan, borne of frustration and desire; at the same
time feeling a tingling warmth and excitement in my stomach at your dominance
over me.

Your touch builds me dangerously close to orgasm again, leaving me hovering right there on the edge. I try to
think of something else, anything else. What are we having for dinner? What
shall I make? Are we out of peas? Or perhaps His Domliness will decide he wants
to go out when he has finished working up an appetite by torturing me!

The thought brings me right back into the room,
back to the sensation of your fingers sliding in and out of me, your thumb
lightly rubbing my clit ever closer, ever nearer. I buck in my seat, half torn
between wanting to push myself forward against your thumb, wanting release so
badly, and not wanting to let you down by coming without permission.

“Sirrrr,” I groan.

“Yes, Abby. What can I do for you? Do you want me
to stop? Good idea!”

You remove your hand from my pussy and I let out an
animal yelp of frustration. Oh God. This is the third time you have brought me
to the brink of orgasm and I really don't know how much more I can stand.

When not writing
about delicious, hot male dominants and the female subs who love them, I’m
usually doing something craft-like, reading, baking, eating the results of said
baking, and attempting to satisfy the demands of His High and Mighty Dominance
(the cat!). My first story, Imagine, was published with Silver Moon Books last
year and Coming, Ready or Not is my first solo book.